RELUCTANT WIFE 19

'Use the credit cards, Carrie! Your money won’t last forever!’

Carrie was saved from making a reply when a sharp knock came on the door and their drinks were placed on the desk in front of them. She looked at Alexis’s brandy sour, the tall frosted glass with the sugarrimmed top, and wished for her own.

‘May I taste your drink?’ She took Alexis’s glass, sipping the contents. Divine recall; she closed her eyes, for the taste brought back memories of a holiday in Cyprus with her parents. Her mother had been drinking brandy sours by the dozen, or so it seemed, and every time she looked away Carrie would sip the cool liquid, gasp and pull a face. She could hear her parents giggle as they watched her face, as sour as the brandy drink itself.

‘I don’t mind sharing, but why not just order one?’ asked Alexis as she handed him the glass with hardly any of the liquid dnmk.

She smiled sweetly at him. ‘You know how alcohol affectsme. Besides I wanted orange. It just reminds me of Cyprus, of the la